Lilies

I never understood,
why my eyes seem
to become so dreamy
when I thought of you...

How tears too misspelled
to even be considered real,
would run across my tired
face,that with pity
at times still managed
to pull off a smile...

maybe it was all because
my heart could not bare
acknowledging,
that the last time
I visited your garden
the lilies we planted...

turned their back to me.